After the week I’ve had, I’m ready for some R & R. I mean I want to move just enough so that no one things I’m dead.
I’m not saying or implying that I had a bad week. It was a good one. It just felt longer than normal. I was more than ready for 4:30 when it finally arrived.
So my plan is to lie on the floor. Or possibly on the couch. The whole petting me and bringing me snacks part is optional, although I do like some snacks.